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Monday, October 17, 2005

I fucking can't believe it's October already. Jeez.

The other night I had a terrible, horrible, no-good very bad dream. I dreamt I was back at the Temple (my old job--you may remember--which I stayed at for 11 excruciating months from July '04 to June '05). In the dream, for some unearthly reason, I went back to the Temple to resume my old position after my four month hiatus. God, it was horrible to see my boss and her bitchface again, even if it was only in the fog of my subconscious. And I think I had to take a meeting with Rabbi Needle-dick to talk about the bulletin. Words cannot convey the horror I felt as it sank in that I was, indeed, back in that ungodly shithole. So glad it was just a dream.

To this day I wake up, clutch the bed, and thank God I don't work there anymore.